Harry stepped into Six Forward, somewhat exhausted from a full day’s work fixing the issues that had been left by the starbase engineers. He glanced around the fairly empty room, before heading across to the bar. A steward pop her head up from behind the bar, where she had been restocking some of the authentic drinks they kept on board.

“Good evening, what can I get you?” she asked, whilst giving Harry a slight smile.

“Can I get a Moscow Mule?” asked Harry. To his surprise, the steward nodded. He had half expected her to ask how to make it; what he hadn’t appreciated was that there was a PaDD just behind the bar that the steward was now using to find out the ingredients. A few moments later, the steward reappeared.

“One Moscow Mule.” she said proudly. “Tellarite Vodka, mixed with Betazoid Ginger Beer, with a twist of lime.” Now she was showing off.

“Thanks!” said Harry, taking a sip and savouring the prickly heat that tickled across his tongue and down his throat. Moving across to some of the seating area, he wondered if anyone else would join him.

Lt. Archer
Chief Engineer